People were always getting ready for tomorrow. I didn't believe in that. Tomorrow wasn't getting ready for them. It didn't even know they were there.

Nobody wants to be here and nobody wants to leave.

There is no God and we are his prophets.

Every day is a lie. But you are dying. That is not a lie.

By day the banished sun circles the earth like a grieving mother with a lamp.

You have my whole heart. You always did.

This is my child, he said. I wash a dead man's brains out of his hair. That is my job.

He knew only that his child was his warrant. He said: If he is not the word of God God never spoke.

He could not construct for the child's pleasure the world he'd lost without constructing the loss as well and he thought perhaps the child had known this better than he.

Can you do it? When the time comes? When the time comes there will be no time. Now is the time. Curse God and die.

What he could bear in the waking world he could not by night and he sat awake for fear the dream would return.

If you want to reduce the rats, use the cats! If you want to reduce the fools, use the books!

I never wonder to see men wicked, but I often wonder to see them not ashamed.

It's fun to be the guy everybody looks to.

I never really separated painting and literature.

He is not seeking a powerful people to represent Him. Rather, He looks for all those who are weak, foolish, despised, and written off: and He inhabits them with His own strength.

Mathematical discoveries, small or great are never born of spontaneous generation.

Talents are nurtured best in solitude, But character on life's tempestuous seas!

All forms of the state have democracy for their truth, and for that reason are false to the extent that they are not democracy

Genre categorization is a capitalist (rather than artistic) thing, a symptom of marketing and major-chain bookshelf placement.

It all depends on how you choose to live it. It's like forever, always changing.